Only after the teacher's figure finally disappeared from sight did the two of them exhale together, relief escaping in a sharp breath.
"Whew—"
"That almost scared me to death."
"Enough, you'd better keep your mouth shut now."
The words came with a shared glance, an unspoken understanding between them. Both knew clearly that they were on the verge of something important—close to reaching Moyu. Before that moment came, there could be no missteps. They had to ensure nothing interfered.
Yet patience was slipping. Excitement gnawed at them, an itch they could not ignore. Their hearts pounded at the thought of arriving, at the thought of Moyu teaching them the secrets to becoming strong—so strong that even the overwhelming aura he had shown yesterday might not remain beyond their reach.
"Do you remember what Moyu did yesterday?" Naruto's brow furrowed as he spoke, voice carrying disbelief. "He froze us completely in just an instant. My body wouldn't even respond. It was like… he was controlling time itself."
The memory hit them like a shock. Bodies immobilized, hearts hammering, unable to move even a step. The sheer inevitability of it had left them stunned, as though they had been staring up at a crushing wall of Reiatsu that admitted no resistance. Even now, recalling it made their pulses race.
Neither of them had an answer.
Truthfully, they did not understand at all. Moyu's techniques were veiled in mystery, something far beyond their grasp. Confusion and awe tangled in their minds, leaving only one option—to hope that Moyu himself would choose to reveal the truth.
And if he refused, then they had no right to demand otherwise. All they could do was sharpen their focus, replay the memory in their heads, and search for a clue in the invisible flow of his power.
"Right." Sasuke's agreement was clipped but steady.
For the rest of the day, the two forced themselves into obedience, standing straight and silent, aware of the consequences if they slipped again.
Meanwhile, Moyu was already waiting at the appointed place. His gaze turned toward the academy as if instinctively drawn, knowing exactly when their classes would end. Patient as ever, he did not waste the time idly. While waiting, he immersed himself in training, channeling his Reiatsu, refining his edge, pushing to make his already fearsome strength sharper still.
Time bled away in steady drops, every minute and second drawing them closer.
Naruto and Sasuke could feel their anticipation rising like a tide, emotions straining past the point of control. It was as if their very spiritual threads vibrated with expectation, unable to still themselves.
Iruka, watching from the classroom, noticed immediately. He had long been Naruto's homeroom teacher, accustomed to his endless energy and impulsive nature. But today was different. Naruto's excitement was on another level, raw and restless, almost radiating off him.
Suspicion flickered in Iruka's mind, though he said nothing. He simply observed, steady and serious, letting his gaze follow every twitch of Naruto's movements.
The bell finally rang. Classes ended.
Outside, Moyu still stood beneath the shade, his posture calm, eyes steady, waiting.
And then—without him even noticing the exact moment—they were there. Naruto and Sasuke appeared before him, breath quickened, eyes bright.
The instant they caught sight of Moyu, excitement burst in their chests, unstoppable and overwhelming.
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